Like the barren snow
on a "summer" day
liminal, i lay
thinking about you.
saying "i miss you"
has gotten so old.
i almost don't.
i feel so alone
i evaporate
like a flake of snow
on a summer day.
2d ago
Jun 1, 2026 at 5:06 AM UTC
I can't wrap my head
around your absence.
Perhaps earthly emotions
are petty.
Then again,
Isn't everything hell
Compared to heaven?
I'm unwell.
The worst type,
In fact.
You couldn't tell,
When all your limbs
Were intact.
What's worse?
Screeching for help,
Or faking health?
Signed,
Your faithful infidel
May 20
May 20, 2026 at 3:17 AM UTC
I'm estranged from who I used to be
Sometimes I miss what we had, you and me
The line trills while your phone rings but we
Keep missing each other's summons for unity
I'm tired of leaving messages you're too tired to hear
Next thing we know we've dug holes too deep
I can't climb anymore
Our upper body's too weak
And this cove is starting to look like home
More and more the more strength we yield
Maybe we're not meant to be
Maybe my self is better off
Without me
May 19
May 19, 2026 at 3:18 PM UTC
From the grave you'll hear me
Call out your name
You're forbidden from my thoughts--
I hold them hostage, exhausting us both
My heart disapproves
But it's never really had a voice
I hear its faint cries just before the dawn
When we're at our darkest
And la luna's lunacy reigns terror on me
Invading the haven I spent all day fashioning
Nothing brings me joy anymore
God's bolted the window and armored the door
May 5
May 5, 2026 at 5:15 AM UTC
I'm not here to speak
Of what injustices await--
The underbellies of violators
Or the error in their ways
Under our bellies, as we’ll see
Hell and heaven lay in wait
I, your body, possess a power
Eyed by bodies men dream devour
They could not care less
For age, weight, or dress
Inevitably
They will us undress
Be you a stick
Gain you a stone
The tourists will still
Lust after your flesh
When those meant to guide you
Choose comfort instead
And after your questions
Are met with contempt
You’ll venture to answer
Hard lessons yourself
And I, your mistress,
Will surrender myself
But promises made
Are promises kept
And promises met
Are met with regret
Like I when I first let
Them ravage our flesh
May 3
May 3, 2026 at 7:20 AM UTC
I'd say rest in peace
But I refuse to admit you're gone
I envy the clay and trees
That get to cradle you in their arms
Has the earth's embrace
Brought you comfort at least
And if so, can you please let me know
So like you, I too, can rest in peace
And be free of life and its jaws
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 9:16 PM UTC
a two-bit, half-wit hypocrite--
to wit, me
my will wilts when moonlit
the sun too, it beams
will you wean me off you?
when i'm with me, i'm mean
which means if i'm myself with you,
the witch will outwit the whimsy
so, thank you for the rose i love
and be no more morose, my love--
i've nipped us in the bud for us.
Apr 24
Apr 24, 2026 at 11:57 PM UTC
Do you even care up there
Or is it all kind of moot
Did you hear my despair that day
Or are we all kind of mute
I parked by your grave and hares
Hopped into my view
They scattered away soon as I
Wailed into the moon
I made a sound so new
Even my ears got confused
And I prayed for psychosis intrude
Just so I could see you
Apr 7
Apr 7, 2026 at 4:44 PM UTC
Your take on death
Has nourished my flesh
What if you were not
With me nonchalant
I would be a mess--
But father knows best
Now tell me, how do I
Move on, or abscond?
I miss you.
I love you.
I'm not what you want.
I failed you
Derailed you
Now here I am, gaunt.
Feb 28
Feb 28, 2026 at 3:50 AM UTC
sit me in a corner,
and forget about me.
I don't want to be seen.
I draw the curtains
when I'm alone
lest the neighbor
catch a glimpse
in his periphery
i love loose clothes
and turtlenecks
i love
invisibility.
"pretty" and "ugly"
sound pretty synonymous
when you don't want
to be seen.
Feb 22
Feb 22, 2026 at 1:35 AM UTC